December 2009
its my birthday.
and im sick. it feels like there 100 pounds of pressure on my chest. i cant breathe. my best friend/the girl i love is in america. i miss her more than i thought i would. all i want to do is go to bed and cry. but im surrounded by people. help.
i watched inglorious basterds with dad last night
me: i never support violence, but this makes me.. dad: happy. me: yeah. dad: me too.
smash the pinata - mammal (r.i.p)
This calm spring makes me ashamed of myself I should’ve said, could’ve done, I could’ve been a pretender is what I am. Yeah I’ve read the books Studied the looks But it’s left me without action My point Is that I have one. I said i have one You got one? A description of this world and it’s failing’s isn’t gonna be enough I’ve gotta find the...
fucking bored
Graduated High School. Kissed someone. Smoked cigarettes. Got so drunk you passed out. Rode every ride at an amusement park. Collected something really stupid. Gone to a rock concert. Helped someone. Gone fishing. Watched four movies in one night. Gone long periods of time with out sleep. Lied to someone. Snorted cocaine. Failed a class. Smoked weed. Dealt drugs. Taken a college level course. Been...
Sans toi, les émotions d’aujourd’hui ne seraient que la peau morte des émotions d’autrefois.
